"Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top." Oddly though, The Game isn't about the rapper, it isn't even about an underdog.

Michael Douglas plays a ruthless and successful investment banker who is, in the words of his brother, "the man who has it all."

And I think that is my problem with this movie. The movie has great acting and a lot of tension, but there's something lacking.

Douglas isn't being punished for heartlessness (subplot spoiler: he's rewarded for that)—he's playing a rich man's fantasy game. This game is dangerous, it's taking place in public, and at least a dozen people are working to make this game just for him.

Maybe Douglas gets some closure about the death of his father, but there doesn't seem to be any larger takeaway from it.

And while the game can certainly be viewed in relation to class-dynamics in the US, this is undercut by its painting of Douglas as sympathetic.

So, perhaps, The Game is like the game itself, intriguing and exciting, but ultimately a trifle signifying nothing.